"I'm thinking of going sparring with Jace and Alec tomorrow," Isabelle replied, shrugging and giving her arms a quick glance because they were there and different, and the reason she really wanted to have a good sparring session in this body. "They'll understand what's happening. I haven't seen anyone yet, though."

She cooled a spoonful of stew by blowing gently on it. Then stuck the spoon in her mouth, tilting her head just a bit.

She seemed to deem it edible, but then, she'd had a lot of practice.

"I came straight here," she continued. "I was wearing Dad's clothes, so..."